February 2011
“I can feel the wind blowin’
It’s sending shivers down my spine
I...”
– “What Makes A Man” by City and Colour
January 2011
“Existence is random. Has no pattern save what we imagine after staring at it for...”
– Watchmen Chapter VI: The Abyss Gazes Also. (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
In my quest to make the perfect cup of French...
I’ve accidentally put in too many grounds and created this sludgy (yet delicious) monster-of-a-drink that tastes like a mix between Turkish coffee and Cuban espresso. I’m going to be bouncing off the walls in about t-minus 5 minutes and counting…
In other news, I have to write a sintesi for Poetry tomorrow, and I’ve been brushing up on “Waiting for Godot” for...
